Hank Olson Appreciation Week Prompt: Oh My Darlin'
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Hank Olson Appreciation Week Prompt: Oh My Darlin'
Hana Olson and Mandarin's prom photo as my very late contribution to this event

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this has been on my mind since i read the last chapter and now i just have to ask </3 will gary and billy adopt guppy from the shelter bc i think that would be really freaking adorable and like amazing bc awww esp with the parallels with guppy and gary and idk i just think its a cute idea (if this is a future plotpoint then oops im so sorry)
I won’t say much but logistically it’s difficult because 1. Gary and Billy don’t live together. 2. Gary lives in a university run apartment (and Billy in a university dorm) where animals have to be approved, and to get a shelter animal approved before adopting it and doing all the health stuff when there’s another kind family available to adopt is hard.
But also, aijad is fanfiction so I don’t Have to follow logistics but. Logistics are my passion. I have a hard time following through with something if it doesn’t seem obtainable, even in fiction.
This is all to say I’m still thinking about it, and if there’s some sort of way to adopt Guppy, but I’m not entirely sold on anything yet
ahhhhh makes sense makes sense makes sense!!!!!!thats real logistics are also important to me </3 maybe at some point in the future for them!!! they r so freaking cutie butt
Haven’t posted music stuff in a second, and I wrote this tonight. It’s supposed to be on piano, but my phone died in the music hall, so have ukulele instead.
Lyrics
[Verse 1] Petty choices I'm still growing Heart beat ribcage rattling I still find you when the night is clear I feel the echo of your laugh press between my shoulder blades I feel this moment last in the timelessness of my dreams Fragile voices You're not growing Heart beat ribcage is sunk in I still find you though you've disappeared
[Prechorus] Did you know you left a paper trail for me to follow Your footprints pressed into the snow And I know you're no longer here So I'm just chasin' your ghost Wet concrete, our names in stone
[Chorus] Did you ever get out of your skin? Will I ever really stop this fight? I still pass by your home when I cross the wisconsin line Is there ever someone innocent? Are we all just on borrowed time? I still drive aimlessly and hold my breath at each stop sign I still drive aimlessly and pretend you are by my side
[Verse 2] Flip a coin and See if it's a good day Deep breath big smile I'm okay Then I search for you like I'll find something new I still read hundreds of your texts cause every single word is you I'll only take what I can get I only ever wanted you Turn my phone off Get in my car Drive pass where we'd play hopscotch Then park at the corner like we used to do
[Prechorus] Did you know you left a paper trail for me to follow Your footprints pressed into the snow And I know you're no longer here So I'm just chasin' your ghost Wet concrete, our names in stone
[Chorus] Did you ever get out of your skin? Will I ever really stop this fight? I still pass by your home when I cross the wisconsin line Is there ever someone innocent? Are we all just on borrowed time? I still drive aimlessly and hold my breath at each stop sign I still drive aimlessly and pretend you are by my side
Haven’t posted music in a minute, but this is my only song I got properly produced (for free because a university student wanted to do it, thank you Liam) and it’s an important song to me so voici
Lyrics
[Verse 1] Hey there, it’s been a while I know I lost my chance Flowers only last so long I blinked and you were gone within a second Wait though, I’m thrown off balance Your vines had grown on me Gone to the wind as your petals fly Dancing to the songs played in the breeze
[Pre-chorus] and I’d give you A hundred years to Get even a second of time with you
[Chorus] Pretty little flower in the garden You were still meant to bloom and grow Pretty little flower in the garden Why were you picked? I’ll never know Pretty little flower in the garden Your colours are etched in my mind Pretty little flower in the garden Nineteen years gone in one night
[Verse 2] Hold on, I got more to say still You can’t leave us behind Watching you go is the hardest thing That I’ll ever know within this lifetime I hope that you’ll believe me When I say I cannot forget You made me everything that I am Anything, Everything, and no less
[Pre-chorus] and I’d give you A hundred years to Get even a second of time with you
[Chorus] Pretty little flower in the garden You were still meant to bloom and grow Pretty little flower in the garden Why were you picked? I’ll never know Pretty little flower in the garden Your colours are etched in my mind Pretty little flower in the garden Nineteen years gone in one night
[Bridge] x2 Flowers fall from the sky Rose petals and thorny vines Heartbreak and bouquets alike Maile flowers in a line I have watched you all my life And yet it wasn’t enough time Your light was just one of a kind Lay nineteen flowers in a line
[Chorus] Pretty little flower in the garden You were still meant to bloom and grow Pretty little flower in the garden Why were you picked? And Pretty little flower in the garden Your colours are etched in my mind Pretty little flower in the garden Nineteen years gone in one night
[Outro] Pretty little flower in the garden Pretty little flower in the garden Pretty little flower in the garden I wish that we had more time Pretty little flower in the garden You will always be on my mind
oh im weeping ok this is beautiful :C
aijad Chapter 30 Sneak Peek
I've missed doing these

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is it normal to yearn for aijad the way billy yearns for gary or am i an addict </33
LMAO don’t worry, I’m also obsessed with aijad. It’s coming up to be finals but I’ve been working on chapter 30 because it brings me so much joy. Here is a snippet as a reward for this inbox. Thank you for taking so much interest in my writing 💜
giggles giggles giggles giggles giggles
for the AIJAD fans
If you saw my lyrics post, this is one of the songs I wrote. I usually play piano but I didn’t have access to it, so I used my ukulele. It’s not very good, but I love it so dearly, and thought I might share. Sorry for the quality lol
Lyrics are below!
[Verse 1] I don’t like sticking around In the streetlights so I will dodge them Easier being lonely than being seen I live with my hackles raised high Waiting for the front door to close Hoping you will swallow the key
[Pre-chorus] You can’t know anything Cause if you do I might stay You don’t know anything Don’t move an inch, I’ll run away
[Chorus] I’ll bite the hand, the hand that feeds me All that I see is a hand approaching Hands have only hurt me before I’ll bare my teeth, don’t care I’m starving I’ll scream until it’s early morning I am just a dog, so close the door I am just a dog you’ll leave for sure
[Verse 2] To be known is to be loved No one knows the name of the stray that hovers around outside of your front porch Toss me all of the scraps, remains, the things you do not care to lose I’ll join the things you’ve left before
[Pre-chorus] You can’t know anything Cause if you do I might stay You don’t know anything Don’t move an inch, I’ll run away
[Chorus] I’ll bite the hand, the hand that feeds me All that I see is a hand approaching Hands have only hurt me before I’ll bare my teeth, don’t care I’m starving I’ll scream until it’s early morning I am just a dog, so close the door I am just a dog you’ll leave for sure
[Bridge] x2 Don’t let me in Please don’t get close Don’t convince me to show you my underbelly Don’t promise warmth Please just be mean I don’t understand your kindness given freely
[Outro] I don’t understand your kindness given I can’t understand your kindness given freely I won’t understand your kindness given freely Don’t get too close, I will bite the hand that feeds me
im never on this account ngl LMAO but i came from ur comment on ur poem. HOLY SHIT THIS IS BEAUTIFUL. ur so good at singing wtfart ur actually unreal hello??@>@>>@>?!??!?!?!
so can we start hunting down white liberals now or what
The full picture is even more heart breaking after you open the uncropped version. Just a heads-up, it's rough
“The Roman Catholic Parish in Saskatoon, Saskatchewan was just grafitted.”
Nah let’s post it. Let’s feel it. Don’t look away.
I notice alot of my followers on here skipping these posts just to mess with my lgbt ones, suspiciously the white popular ones.
Heres a not so friendly reminder, as an lgbt metis person, i dont give a single fuck what your blog is themed or if this is too painful for you to look at. Reblog this post. Reblog this post with the sources of the 751 children who were found.
Your compliance and silence as well as the compliance and silence of your ancestors is what allowed these schools to open and kill first nations children. The children of MY people.
Dont follow me if you cant reblog this post or the one with sources to your political blog or your most popular blog. Add trigger warnings if you must but if your political blog is only focused on the harms you personally face like being lgbt then you need to see some bigger pictures and stop being afraid of angering your racist mutural or actually saying some shit about racism. If you can reblog some antifa graphics or add blm to your bio to be a surface level ally, you can reblog some sources on the genocide first nations people faced and still face today.
They were CHILDREN.
They were murdered in cold blood.
I’d like to add this photo I took last night in Victoria of the statue of Captain Cook. Though I myself am not indigenous, I 100% agree that these murderers, kidnappers and rapists shouldn’t have huge statues and plaques that decorate them and say how “great” they were.
Here’s another photo of the legislative assembly from yesterday. Later on there were more items, candles and signs at the memorial, as well as a big poster with 1505 painted on it but I didn’t get a picture
People need to see this. Not just quickly glance at the photos and keep on scrolling. They need to see this.
Reblog this or just stop following me
I had seen the first picture of the church, but not the second.
I went to a “Cancel Canada Day” event and burst into tears - not because I was surprised to learn of the unmarked graves (survivors told us they were there. Our government pushed it aside, and we let them), but because seeing all the people gathered in mourning drove it home: They. Were. Children.
This is my country’s legacy - and it’s not history. The last schools closed during my lifetime. My Father went to school with students who lived at the local residential school, after it was changed to a boarding house (read: holding centre) for indigenous youth who went to local schools.
They were all children, injured, abused, and killed in my country’s attempt to erase them. I want the world to see this and hold the state accountable to *active* reconciliation> I mean we could at least truly adopt UNDRIP in action instead of words for god’s sake.
here you can read an article about a survivor of the church and some of the things he experienced to help put into perspective how awful and just how recent it was
this is the memorial at the vancouver art gallery. 215+ pairs of children’s shoes (as well as stuffed toys and flowers) cover the steps…
The last Residential School in Canada closed in 1996. NINETEEN NINETY SIX. I was Seven.
you, reading this. you're a creature now. reblog to creature your followers
get creatured idiot
oh thank fuck i thought i was never gonna get creatured
I was creature the entire time
time for y'all to get creatured, too >:3
Creature time
gEt cReAtUrEd fOoLs

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like this post to be booped 🐾 >:3
I WISH TO BE BOOPED :33
you know what, fuck you *unkills your character*
this is the funniest fucking reply, everyone else go home
Reblogging on Easter
happy tdov my loves. don't let anyone else define your transness for you.
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yall... please rb this.
If you wanna protect AO3 or character ai. Or Wattpad. Or Tumblr. Or discord. Or even the right for undocumented people and minors to use the fucking Internet reblog this I swear to God. Reblog this and reblog as many KOSA posts as you can go on their website and contact your Representatives. Do it. Do it. Do it.

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petition to rename the usa ‘south canada’
what about alaska
are we then normal canada
canada a bit to the left
What about South America? Is that just America? Or South South Canada?
i cried my ass of laughing
WARM CANADA
i caN’T BREATHE OH MY GOD
I’m not even from Canada but I approve this change of names
M ILKY E H
IT HAS RETURNED
FOUND IT
IT IS AN HONOUR TO HAVE THIS GRACE MY DASH
reblogging from myself bc i found this when scrolling through my blog
Reblogging again because this is too god for not reblog
this is one of the few posts you have to reblog or else you’ll never see it in a million years besides screenshots
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it is an honor and a privilege to have this on my blog now
it is an honor
and a privilege to have
this on my blog now
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
i approve of canada (sincerly, someone not from canada)
reblog this if your blog is a safe space on april fools and won’t have any jumpers, screamers, or anything scary or anxiety inducing